I licked his balls and his ass hole. Doing this for some time I asked him to say some dirty words to me, he ahhhhaaaaaaaa meri payarri bhabhi bahut ma...zzzzza aa raha hai ohhhh ahhhhhhhhhhh. I told him to call me by name not bhabhi and talk dirty thing to me abuse me. He was moaning ohhhh kaveeeetaaaa pls zor zor se choso mera lundd ohhhhhhh ludd ki bhukhi plss bhen ch.d ahhhhhhh kaveeeeta aaj tujhe chodne ka mera sapna pura hoga ohhhhhhhhhhh plsss madar ch.d I am coming hhhhaaaaaaa ohhhhhhh. Are they sensitive?" As she said this, her hand moved to the front of my breast, and she took my stiff nipple between her thumb and index finger. She rolled it back and forth, squeezing a little.I moaned again, louder this time, and a little band of sweat broke out across my upper lip. Leaning closer, she wiped her tongue across my lip, tasting my sweat, and then kissed me as I moaned again. Her tongue invaded my mouth, probing deeply and touching my own tongue. She increased the pressure on my. “Please don’t do that. I love the way you’re almost dressed. Wow, that’s some outfit.” “Like it?” “Sure do,” he said and ran a forefinger down his wife’s chest and between her suntanned globes. “The bronze colour suits you.” Then he chortled. “It’s my birthday but you’re the one almost wearing a birthday suit.” “Yeah, that’s as maybe, but you need to get out of your suit and shower pretty damn quick. This casserole will be served in thirty minutes. So, old man, get to it.” She spun him. The building was barely visible between the pines. It looked like a barn. The sound became louder. It definitely was a radio or TV. I walked very carefully, trying not to trip on the fallen branches. As I reached the building, I was surprised to see that it is in perfect condition. Painted recently. I get closer to the sole window. What I am doing? It's not good to be so nosy. In spite of that, I took a deep breath and peered in. A man was watching TV. He was lying on a bed, his head propped on.